sump pump

Too subservient to notice,    
entice me with your ignorance;  
semantics,  
pull down your pants "it,    
just could never happen to me,"  
I recognize, I see  
inside all the liar's surprise,  
it might make you believe    
the mold up my sleeve.  
My skin makes you crawl,    
while I speak sick as you drawl,    
"This girl isn't worth it,  
a little something.. she might deserve it"  
   
And you'll cut up my mouth,    
a little lower is too far south.  
The weather, the leather,  
my speaker's a mouse!  
Another broken rope oversized,  
to terrorize me, you hide me,  
an unspoken trust.  
Between the hours,  
he scours the internet grime,    
too sterilized to the bone,    
so unwritten this tome,  
so he casts me aside,    
another mountain he won't climb!